Chapter 48 Secret
The butler's scalp tightened and he looked up suddenly.
His father did say this when he died. At that time, only they were there, so how did the girl know? He looked at Gong Mingcheng in panic again.
I wonder if the master knows about this too. This is the only thing he has hidden from the master.
Seeing the surprise on Gong Mingcheng's face, he tried to deny it, "Miss, my father didn't..."
"Son, I have never done anything wrong in my life. The only person I feel sorry for is the master. But I am just a servant. How can a servant defeat his master? I can only go to the underworld to apologize to the master."
Wei Qingyan interrupted him, but her tone was not her own.
The butler's head exploded and his heart was pounding. This was the tone his father used before he died, and these were also the words his father had said.
Exactly the same!
He was so shocked that his knees gave way and he knelt down, his face pale with shock and panic. He hurriedly explained, "Master, my father did say these words before he died.
But, there is nothing else. I really didn’t understand, so I didn’t tell my masters.”
Gong Mingcheng clenched his fists. Gong Minglou stood up from his chair, walked to the butler, and said through gritted teeth, "Then tell me everything you know."
The old butler had been with my father all his life and was the most trusted by him. Two years after my father's death, the old butler also passed away due to illness. From what he said, it seemed that my father really had an explanation.
Seeing that the two masters were angry, the butler broke out in a sweat and said, "My father was a little confused a few days before his death. He often mistook people for each other and even spoke to the air with the dead.
One moment he said, “My mother came to pick him up,” the next moment he said, “My grandmother scolded him for soiling his new clothes again…”
"Just talk about the ones related to Gong Changying, there is no need to elaborate on the rest." Wei Qingyan interrupted him in a deep voice.
Related to the old man?
The butler looked up at Gong Mingcheng.
Gong Mingcheng's face was filled with anger, and he said coldly, "Do as Miss Chang says."
He never expected that the butler would hide something from him.
If it was really this concealment that caused them to neglect their father's requests, leading to resentment after their father's death and bringing disaster to the descendants of the Gong family, then they truly deserve to die.
Although the butler didn't know who Wei Qingyan was or what his purpose was in coming to the Gong Mansion, he knew his masters well. The two masters looked extremely angry.
I'm afraid that the little thing he concealed will cause disaster to the Gong family.
The butler felt a chill on his back.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and tried his best to recall what the old housekeeper had said about the old master, in order to make amends.
The more anxious I am, the less I can remember.
He raised his hand and slapped his face twice to calm himself down. After a while, he said in a trembling voice, "My father said, sir, I have inquired and the girl from the Yu family is a good one. You should listen to the master and marry her."
The Gong brothers looked at each other. Their mother's surname was Yu. So, the young man the old housekeeper mentioned was their unmarried father?
My father didn’t want to marry my mother back then?
"Sir, the lady hasn't eaten for three days. If something happens, what will you do? And if the Yu family finds out... you'll be ruined."
…
"Hehe, my young master is extremely handsome. Even the women in the world cannot compare to you even a ten-thousandth of you."
The butler wiped his sweat off his face again, pounded his temples with his fists, and said with a mournful look, "Master, I dare not leave out any of this. That's all."
That’s all?
These were enough to make Gong Mingcheng and his brothers feel uneasy.
The two brothers didn't even dare to think about it further and turned to look at Wei Qingyan.
Wei Qingyan was also chewing over the steward's words in her heart. Feeling the gazes of the two brothers, she looked deeply at the steward of the Gong Mansion, "Your father said that he couldn't persuade the master, and that master is Old Madam Gong!"
Not a question.
The Gong brothers didn't even know what their father had said, let alone disobey his last will. So the only master of the Gong Mansion who could make the old housekeeper obey his orders was Old Madam Gong.
What Wei Qingyan could think of, the Gong brothers also knew clearly in their minds.
It’s mother!
It really is my mother!
Gong Minglou suddenly grabbed his brother's arm, and a sense of fear arose in his heart for no reason.
The housekeeper looked at the two masters with fear and replied, "Yes, but I really don't know what it is. Although my father was confused those days, he kept his mouth shut.
No matter how I ask, I can't get any information. The two masters and the old lady have always had a close relationship. How dare I say anything that would ruin your relationship? Master, Second Master, I didn't mean to hide anything."
It wasn't intentional, but it still caused a big mistake.
Wei Qingyan looked at Gong Mingcheng and said, "I have finished asking him what I wanted to ask."
Gong Minglou's arms were held tightly by his younger brother and he couldn't break free. He glanced at his eldest son, Gong Jun, who understood and took the housekeeper to take the man out.
Wei Qingyan looked at Wei Shiran's sister-in-law and Gong Jin again, "You should go back too."
That means there is nothing to ask them for now.
When only the two Gong brothers were left, Wei Qingyan spoke again, "You said that your father only likes reading, playing chess, and painting, and has no other hobbies.
Have you ever taken a good look at his bookshelf?"
"Father rarely works in the study. In his words, there are no secrets. We brothers can go and read books at any time." Gong Mingcheng replied.
Wei Qingyan nodded.
The study of an ordinary official is mostly used to handle official business. It would be more accurate to call it an office rather than a study, and it is mostly private.
Gong Changying's study is a real study. The four walls are lined with bookshelves filled with books. In the middle is a long desk and a few chairs, nothing else.
Wei Qingyan spent the entire afternoon here, just to find out what kind of books the person who arranged the study like this actually read.
She led the two into the study, tiptoed onto the bookshelf, pulled out a few books, and handed them to the brothers, "Have you read these?"
Gong Mingcheng shook his head.
Gong Minglou said, "I read it once, but because it was all about women's clothing, hairpins, and rouge, I didn't read it carefully."
Yes.
The few books Wei Qingyan pulled out from the upper bookshelf were all books that women would be interested in.
"But what's wrong?"
Gong Minglou felt uneasy for some reason, so he explained, "There are many miscellaneous books in my father's study. I asked him before why he collected them.
My father said, if you can't travel ten thousand miles, then read ten thousand books. No book is without value; their existence is justified. Only by reading in many fields can you broaden your horizons.
It was also because of his father's influence that he was able to read freely in various books since he was a child. Today he has a wealth of poetry and literature, and was able to work in the Imperial College at a young age.
"Mr. Gong is right." Wei Qingyan nodded in agreement.
But, he pointed at the books again and said, "Take a closer look at these books. What's the difference between them?"
Gong Mingcheng was the eldest son, and his parents were relatively strict with him. Since he was a child, he only read books related to knowledge and future, and rarely read miscellaneous books.
After hearing what Wei Qingyan said, he hurriedly flipped through the books one by one. After a moment, he said, "These books look okay on the surface, but inside they have traces of being flipped through frequently."
Especially the collection of women's skirts, which still has traces of folding.
Gong Minglou also saw it and shook his head, "It's not me..."
After a pause, he said with some difficulty, "My mother doesn't like reading."
There are only a few people in the Gong family. If it’s not him and his brother, or his mother, then it must be his father!
Why would a seven-foot-tall man be interested in women's skirts and rouge?
But they never noticed.
The two brothers had the same thought: their father had a secret.
What is his secret?
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